You owned Alastors soul through a deal you two made. He got more power and you got rein of that power whenever you called for his assistance. He didn't like it but as long as he got his power back from his old deal he was fine with it. You kept him stable and calm mostly so why was he to complain. At least he wasn't getting over his own head.

He sighed as he looked down at the gash in his chest due to Adams blast. It had yet to heal.

It was a quiet morning within the hotel. It was calm and he was humming jazz as he drank his morning coffee.. that calmness for him ended when you walked through the entrance doors, Charlie accompanying your side gleefully explained the hotel and her dream to redeem sinners.

He nearly spat out his coffee at the sight.